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Sudipa, Rafae

The fading sun cast long, golden shadows across the quiet room, painting Sudipa’s skin in hues of honey and amber as she stood near the open window. A soft, warm breeze carried the distant scent of jasmine, stirring the delicate fabric of her saree. Rafae’s approach was silent, his presence a palpable warmth that she felt before his hand gently touched the small of her back. A shiver traced its way up her spine, not from the evening air, but from the profound tenderness in his dark, searching eyes. Her breath caught as his fingers slowly traced the line of her jaw, a touch so reverent it felt like a whispered prayer. She leaned into his solid frame, her head finding a natural resting place against his shoulder, her eyes closing as she inhaled his familiar, comforting scent. In that suspended moment, the world outside ceased to exist, every sound muffled by the frantic, hopeful beating of her own heart. His lips found her forehead in a kiss that was achingly soft, a promise spoken without words. A single tear of overwhelming emotion escaped her lash line, tracing a silent path down her cheek, which he caught with a gentle thumb. They stood there, wrapped in the quiet intimacy of the dusk, two souls communicating through breath, touch, and the unspoken language of a deep, consuming love.